This dream I had don't make no goddamn sense.
There was Rihanna. We were in the car coming back from somewhere... it was me, my mom, my brother and Rihanna, I think we were coming back from church... and I had fallen asleep in the back of the car but had woken up as Rihanna had driven into our neighborhood. It was nighttime and really dark, and as we arrived near my house, she said "is anybody up, it's pretty lonely", and I said "I'm awake," so she looked back at me from the rear-view mirror.
Then after she arrived at my house, she said she wanted to go the gas station before she left for good to get some coffee for the night. I think she was leaving for the Monster tour, or some shit like that, I don't really remember. So then my brother decided he wanted to go to (I was mad because i wanted to bond with Rihanna). I called shotgun because I assumed she was driving, but nope. Some random lady who was our neighor. And I see this other lady move our recycling bin, so I shouted "thank you" out the window but Rihanna responded "you're welcome".
So we arrive at the gas station, but it's a jank joint, not even on that Sheetz or Wawa level, but like those truck stop ones with the tiny ass gas station. So we go in there, first we all see this 50 cent dispenser of those wonder balls, basically a plastic egg with different candies inside. So I bought one and started eating it... it had smarties and some chocolate candies... Next thing you know, we're all separated. I turn around and everyone is gone, the plaee is packed. I walked around the gas station looking for Korean snacks... I say some watermelon flavored moon pies (yuck) and a guy who mistook me for a worker. I ended up leaving and ended up in a hotel convention room where there was a fancy dinner going on,,, everyone was dressed up. I walked around looking for something to eat because I was hungry. But see I wasn't so hungry that I wanted a meal, but that I wanted a snack. I was really adamant about the damn snacks I wanted to eat. I walked across sample tables, saw so many people from church I used to know, they all had families even though they were younger than me, it was so weird... then there;s a part of the convention room that let out to a real restaurant, and as I head that way, I notice I'm wearing roller skates, so as I try to go up the steps, I end up tripping and falling, and then I also notice I'm wearing a dress with a split in it, and again, I'm like wtf... but okay.... ended up not going up there after busting my ass and walk back towards the sample table but didn't grab any samples because their was a line. I walk back out and think whether or not I should go to McDonalds because it's also right there... decided not to.
So I walk back outside, and there it's raining, and it's a field crowded with people. I finally see Rihanna again, and she's playing football has her laundry basket (you know the stand up cylinder ones that are made out of cloth and plastic). I saw her pushing her basket past me and I yelled past her "Are you drunk?" Then some time past, dawn was near because the sky wasn't as dark anymore, and I saw my friend Minlo as he was trying to intercept the laundry basket. Someone had thrown it (because apparently it was the football in the game), and it landed near a muddy puddle. I said "make sure that doesn't get wet" because Rihanna needed it for the Monster Tour.... and that was the end of my dream, complete with background music as if it was a movie or something..
TF was that? So much going on that I don't even....
So this dream is basically saying that I need to get my lifeu. From start to finish, I started off unsure and unsuccessful of my dreams (that's why I was wobbly on the skates), to feeling competitive and going to be successful (watching football is a good thing). So my future is looking pretty optimistic once I get my act together. Apparently I'm dependent on Rihanna though.. but wtf? I have never even thought about her for months.
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